Horcrux

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Fragments of the soul,

Stolen by death.

They cannot change!

Will not change!

Or is it that

They are so changed

We do not realize?

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Perhaps in dream,

Or maybe death's flight?

A bolt of lightning

And connection.

Would he be different?

Is he so affected?

Or do I mean afflicted?

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Two sides of a coin.

One the noble lion

One the spying snake.

He is at once both and neither.

He is light.

He is dark.

He is damnation and redemption.

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A life impure,

With a scar so bold,

And a life so tainted.

Yet he stands,

In his destiny,

Tasking himself with the end.

His end.

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The world be damned!

He may begin to think.

He may leave,

Knowing himself already gone.

He may die.

He may kill

Ending his own end.

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Locket.

Diadem.

Snake.

Boy.

Cup.

Ring.

Diary.

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All gone, he says.

All is ended.

He is left, carried.

An end to end.

He lives, dies, at once.

Ouroboros.

His death and life his own.